The other world Lyrics

Can you smell the withering flowers
On the lonesome graves
They remain you to the darkness
Of the transitory lifes

Can you smell the withering flowers
On the lonesome graves
They let you dream of real beauty
In another brighter world

Can you smell the withering flowers
On the lonesome graves
They induce you to long for being
Part of the other world

I pick up the withering flowers
Of a lonesome graves
And I take them all whith me
On my dark and painful voyage
To the other brighter world

And I laugh and dance and sing
And I laugh and dance and sing
And I laugh and dance and sing
In another brighter world